Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Wasn’t it?
Dean came to my rescue before I could overthink it and turn into him. “That’s a very reasonable limit. Tate can’t show off your penis, no matter how cute it is, to anyone who won’t understand how perfect it is.”
“Aww. Thank you.” He was so cute. Giving him another kiss, I turned and gave Tate one too. “But don’t worry. Tate knows my penis is important and so are your feelings.”
Tate laughed but he nodded. “You’re right. I know how important both of those things are and we’re not going to make either of them sad.”
I wasn’t sure how he was going to accomplish that, but I was willing to listen.
“Alright, what is our plan then?” I knew my question was reasonable when Dean started nodding. He was mostly overprotective, but I liked it when we could find common ground.
Tate huffed dramatically and pretended to roll his eyes. “Okay, first, can we all agree on the idea that Joel would enjoy showing off his penis and his submission to someone who would find it sexy and cute? His penis and his submission.”
“Yes.” I thought that was obvious and based on the way Dean sighed, I was right.
“Yes. But that doesn’t mean I want him to show it off to just everyone.” Dean’s tone said possession and drama, but I wasn’t sure exactly what his words meant.
Asking seemed like the right move since communication was important, so I leaned into Tate and whispered. That seemed cuter and I figured looking adorable couldn’t hurt. “Master Tate? Does that mean he doesn’t want me to get naked in front of someone else because it’s his limit or does it mean he’s okay with you guys showing me off as long as he’s in charge?”
Dean rolled his eyes and flopped back on the couch.
Two.
That definitely meant the second option, but I waited to make sure Tate agreed with me.
He did.
He had to stop snickering before he could tell me that, though. “He wants to control it and he’s nervous that you’ll take it too far.”
“Hey.” That was rude.
Tate raised one eyebrow. “You were showing your penis online, slut. He’s got a right to be concerned about that because your safety is important to him.”
Shoot.
“Fine. I’ll accept how important I am and how he shows that importance.” Being important to someone was hard work sometimes.
Tate barked out a laugh. “Thank you. But we’re not getting distracted, so we need to go back to Dean’s limits on the adult toy store.”
Just the name made me smile and I curled into Tate and grinned. “I like toys.”
That made both of them laugh but Dean finally sat up and turned back to me, so I decided it was a good response. “Okay, I think my biggest concerns are physical safety and making sure you’re not emotionally hurt. Not the actual naked part.”
Hmm.
“Have you been thinking about this or is that your top-of-your-head answer?” Tate’s question got a shrug from Dean. “Try again.”
I wasn’t the only one who didn’t like the vague communication.
Dean sighed again and slouched back into the couch, but when I wiggled my legs he started running his hands over them. I’d turned into some kind of fidget toy or stuffed animal for him to cuddle, but I was very patient and liked the attention. “Both.”
That wasn’t helpful either, but he understood that without prompting that time.
“Um, his list and what he’d said about the internet makes it clear that he likes the attention.” The admission seemed to be almost painful for him but I wasn’t sure why. “I don’t want to take away something he likes, but it makes me uncomfortable. Not safewording uncomfortable. Well, as long as it’s in the right way.”
What was the right way to get naked and hopefully played with in front of other people?
Tate just nodded and looked thoughtful instead of being psychic enough to answer my question. “That makes sense.”
No, it did not.
But I waited.
And waited.
And aimed thoughts right at Tate.
He finally got my mental rays because he looked at me and smiled. “You have no idea what he’s talking about, do you?”
Perfect.
“No.” I gave both of them kisses to distract them a bit, though. “What’s the right way to get naked and be manhandled?”
I needed to be handled while naked, so I wanted to make sure we got that out right up front.
Dean groaned but that wasn’t helpful, so I aimed my curiosity at Tate since he was the most likely to explain why Dean was being very Dean.
“Okay, you get why he wants to keep you safe, right? I don’t have to start that far back?” Tate was being a very good communicator, so I nodded. “Great. Alright, um, Dean doesn’t mind the idea of you being shown off and manhandled in some way as long as it’s a situation where you’re going to be mentally and physically safe.”